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Descending through halls of agony
Author: Tine Bregar

Drops are falling down the wall of stone.
Stone so old of wall big and bold.
As water descends deeper and deeper,
darkness grows into cutting cold.

Below the reach of rays shapes disappear,
Where shadows pour into black void,
dwell the souls who's hearts bleed of fear.
Endless is the torment in halls of agony.

End does not exist in this outer place.
Yet it waits for them to call.
To beg for it and slowly follow it's trace,
desperate for it's grace.

Blood flows from thorns in staring eyes,
Cries sound mute as aura of screams thrives,
There is no one to drink from well of their grief.
Endless is the torment in halls of agony.

End does not exist in this outer place.
Yet it waits for them to call.
To beg for it and slowly follow it's trace,
desperate for it's grace.

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